Sunday, January 31, 2016

Mikaela Castledine #31 for private consumption

and these she says
holding out
a plastic bag
of fresh plucked figs

we embrace
I take the green figs
feeling the ripe heart of each one
barely contained
and arrange them in a blue bowl

I place them on the table
in easy reach of everyone
think better of it
hide them in the fridge
for later

3 comments:

  1. succulent poem; I'm very fond of figs too!

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  2. Was thinking of this while writing ( One of my favourites, first read when I was about 13, it has stayed with me always)
    "This Is Just To Say" by William Carlos Williams.

    I have eaten
    the plums
    that were in
    the icebox

    and which
    you were probably
    saving
    for breakfast

    Forgive me
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and so cold

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  3. Good one Mikaela,
    I am enjoying your poems. Kevin B

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